Seth pushed up his glasses and looked down at the page.

“Judith signed it,” he said.

“She listed herself as co-trustee of the master estate.”

I stared at the blue ink on the clean page.

Judith had never had any administrative authority over the principal fund since my late father-in-law set it up ten years ago.

“Does Cole know you printed these filings?” I asked him.

“No,” Seth said.

“He thinks the public records office takes forty-eight hours to update its online portal.”